Procrastinating from English Coursework and so here is a masterlist for you all of my imagines. You may want it, or you may not want it but I really don’t want to do my coursework so I might aswell waste my time effectively! :)
In this list you will find:
- Youtubers (Jack and Finn Harries, Marcus Butler, Alfie Deyes, Caspar Lee, Troye Sivan, Kian Lawley, Connor Franta, Jai Brooks)
- Logan Lerman
- Niall Horan
- 5SOS (Luke Hemmings, Michael Clifford, Ashton Irwin, Calum Hood)
- Nathan Sykes
- The Vamps (Connor Ball, Brad Simpson)
- Taron Egerton
- Dylan O’Brien
(Can we also keep in mind some of these imagines are from 3 years ago now, so they’re not exactly the best! And some are just general whereas others were requests written for specific people, but they can still be read, you can just substitute yourself in!)
- He finds out you self harm (A/N: This was requested, I no way myself would romanticise self harm, and please if anybody would like someone to talk to my ask is always open, don’t feel you have to go through things alone)
Hi guys! This is the first imagine I’ve
written in this account. It’s quite short. Hope you like it!
Word count: 418
Warnings: Fluff I guess?
had been 8 months since you last saw him. 8 months since you last hugged him,
kissed him, and touched him. Studying in a different country was hard. It was
heart breaking for you and for him. But your relationship was only getting
stronger because of the undying trust and loyalty you both have. There have
been bumps along the road but you overcame them.
Today was like any other day, you wake up, shower, dress and
head to class. At the end of the day you head over to the main school entrance
groaning as you see a crowd.
Today was one of the few days you would get to skype with your
beloved. If you missed the time, you had to wait for days to match your
schedules. Finn is a busy guy, he has his studies and Jacksgap to deal with.
All you ever wanted was to be in his arms.
You continued walking and walking and walking. Yells and
whispers were heard “She’s coming!” they said. Pushing against people just to
be able to go outside. But when you did, you stopped. Balloons were everywhere,
a few cameras here and there, people filming, a few vlogging and one person in
the middle of it all, a bouquet in his hands and that one cheeky smile you’ve
been dying to see in the flesh.
Finn was here.
You collapsed on the floor crying, not being able to believe to
see what-who- was there. You sobbed letting out every ounce of frustration,
sadness and anger from the past 8 months out of your system.
Someone crouched in front of you.
“Hey there, princess”
That voice, that one voice you loved so much, it was what you
always wanted to hear everyday.
You latched on to him for dear life, never wanting to let go.
For a good 5 minutes you just hugged him not saying anything. He let go for a
moment to look at you.
He gave you the bouquet and held your face in his hands. “Don’t
cry, princess, I’m here now.” He wiped your tears, then leaned in.
You didn’t care if anyone saw, you didn’t care what they
thought, Finn was here with you. You kissed him back. As soon as you parted,
•You start making out in the middle of his YouNow (as requested by Anon)•
Okay, I’m just gonna come out and say it. Dating a Youtuber has its perks, but when it’s kept as a secret, it’s a double-edged sword. On one side, letting the secret out would enable Dan and me to do normal couple-y things, but would also unleash a pack of angry fan girls that wouldn’t hesitate to rip me apart. On the other side, keeping the secret would put an immense amount of strain on our relationship, and could possibly lead to something we both desperately wanted to avoid: breaking up.
Despite contemplating the options of breaking the news, I worked at keeping the relationship a secret since I knew it would make Dan feel more at ease. “Soon,” he’d tell me, “I promise baby, soon, we’ll tell them together.”
I held on to that, but it didn’t make any of the struggles easier to handle. And if we’re being quite honest, one of the biggest obstacles was my overwhelming horniness. Going almost a week at a time without seeing each other doesn’t seem like long, but when my hormones start going nuts, it’s almost unbearable to be away from his touch. That’s why, one day, I took the initiative to… feed my cravings.
I drove straight over to Dan’s flat, used the key he gave me to unlock the door, walked through, and snuck my way up the stairs. I could hear him talking from his room, so I figured he was making a new video. I didn’t care if the camera caught me eating his face off; at that point, my body was in full control over my logic.
I busted through his bedroom door. He quickly spun around in his chair, shocked and surprised. “(Y/N), you scared the shit out of me, what are you do-” I cut him off with a deep kiss.
Before he could push away, I worked my hands through his hair, and eased myself onto his lap. His hands found their way to my ass, while his thumbs hooked into the belt loops on my jeans. I ran my hands from his head down past his neck and rubbed his chest, feeling his heart beat beneath my palms. I was so caught up in the moment that I almost had a heart attack when he drew back sharply and gasped.
“Jesus, Dan, what the fuck?” I said as he pushed me off his lap. This was miles away from how I wanted things to go. He quickly spun back around in his chair to face his computer without giving me an answer. I looked at his computer screen.
When I saw the flurry of messages popping up, my stomach dropped to the floor.
Dan was doing a YouNow.
I covered my face with my hands, ashamed and embarrassed beyond comprehension. Dan’s face was blank, just staring at the computer screen in utter shock. “Dan, I, I’m so sorry.” I said reluctantly, knowing my apology couldn’t fix shit. He didn’t respond for a few minutes. His gaze shifted from the computer screen, to his lap, to the side, back to the computer screen, almost in a pattern. When he did speak up, he said what I didn’t expect him to say for a long time.
“Well, guys, as you can probably guess, that was my girlfriend.” He smirked, then broke out in his famous laugh. I raised my face from my hands and grinned. He smiled back at me, and waved me over with his hand.
“I’ll introduce her so I don’t look like a proper shit head.” He said as he took my hand.
“Guys, this is (Y/N), and (Y/N), this is…guys?” He laughed again, and I waved hello to the camera. I was hesitant to open up because I couldn’t bare to look at the comments section. I just looked into the camera lens to avoid reading all of the potentially nasty things they were saying about me.
It was only until Dan said, “Aw, you guys are too kind!” that I dared to look at the responses.
“She has such a nice smile!”
“her outfit is goals tbh”
“CAN U GIVE ME UR HAIR PLS LIKE ??? ThATS NOT FAIR??”
“she has such a gorgeous figure ugh shoot me”
“MOM AND DAD AF”
Those compliments were some of the funniest, most flattering compliments I’ve ever gotten. It was so relieving to see that Dan’s fans were very accepting and encouraging. As Dan continued his YouNow, they asked plenty of questions, which Dan responded with, “Maybe we’ll make a video some time in the future, but for now we’re just enjoying sensual make out sessions.”
His smug expression didn’t last long before I punched him in the arm and sarcastically yelled, “Dan you’re SO funny honestly you should look into a stand up career!” He laughed, and said to the camera, “Well, I guess I’ll stop here since I have to look into a promising career path. Thanks for watching, guys!”
I am a never say never kind of person, but I feel very confident in saying there is a very slim chance that I will ever post any image that can be consider pornography. That being said, I am human and of legal age and, you know what, sometimes I enjoy a little smut. I promise to always be respectful when I post smut. Something or someone can be sexy without being pornographic. So yes. There is your warning. This is a smutty preference. And if you have a problem with it, blame this GIF below, it was the inspiration. The nerve of that boy causing my hot pocket to get all steamy.
“Someone forgot about lunch.” Without saying ‘hello’, you announced yourself in Jack’s office. You hadn’t even bothered to knock, simply walked into his designated room and shut the door behind you, leaning your back against it to keep it shut. While you weren’t seething with anger at Jack, you were a bit disappointed. His first love seemed to be his website and vlogging and, sometimes, it felt like you were the other woman taking what she could get from him when she could get it. You had been looking forward to your lunch date since making the plans a few days ago and not just because you were really craving pasta, but because you wanted some real face time with your boyfriend while the sun was still out.
“Shit.” Jack looked up from the laptop screen in front of him and hissed, his eyes apologizing before his mouth moved again. “That was today.” It only occurred to him now, an hour after he was supposed to meet you in Paddington at the little bistro near your own place of work.
“I knew you forgot when there was no 'on my way’ text.” Thankfully, you didn’t wait around in the restuarant, you simply stood outside for ten minutes before knowing exactly what was going on. You actually felt entitled to a cash prize for finding your boyfriend in the exact spot you thought he would be in, behind his desk, typing away, the sound of slow indie music leaving the speakers. Jack was quick to put the music on pause though as he stood up and headed over to you.
He was dressed up which wasn’t really very common for him, even at work. The office was casual and he was truly a comfort over style guy through and through.
“Don’t hate me.” Jetting out his bottom lip, he pouted at you and moved in to give you a small kiss. He intended it to be small, just a peck, but he found himself opening up your mouth with his and poking his tongue in for just a moment. “I will make it up to you.” He promised, stepping away and stuffing his hands in his pocket. “I had a weird meeting today that was why it slipped my mind.” It was just an excuse, but you accepted it. Sometimes, these things just happened. “Let’s go get lunch now!” He clapped his hands together, thinking the date could still be salvaged.
“No. I need to be back at work. I only get an hour.” You shrugged. Since you had taken the tube to see Jack, you wouldn’t even have time to even grab coffee and a bagel on your way back and you really were hungry.
“But I’m hungry.” Jack pouted, whining like a boy who had been refused cookies and milk before bed.
“That is your problem.” Smirking, you told him and reached forward to squeeze his nose playfully.
“Good thing I’m a problem solver…” He leaned up against you again, kissing your jawline lower and lower. “I am the boss, you know…” He loved saying that, reminding himself. He smiled proudly and sucked on your clavicle, the feeling of your knees knocking below him enough to harden him under his trousers.
“Jack,” Somehow, you manged to let his name exhale from your mouth. “I got to go.” He wasn’t the only one with responsibilities.
“Just tell them you ran into a very important client…” His head was buried in your chest, fingers reaching up to fiddle with the buttons of your black blouse. “One you needed to please badly.” His mouth was too distracted to talk after that as he licked the round curve of your breast, helping it out of your bra cup slightly so he could have access to your nipple. His mouth was warm as fresh syrup over it, holding it between his teeth until it grew as hard as he was. With one hand, Jack held both of yours over your head and ground his hips against your waist. “You going to fuck the boss?” He asked, rhetorically, before fishing your other breast out for kissing.
Whimpering, you nodded, the idea of returning to your own work gone from your mind.
Alfie: It had been a little while since you and Alfie were around one another. You two didn’t live in the same area like you had as playground children and keeping in touch grew more difficult as life presented new responsibilities. Still, when you did see Alfie, no matter how you both tried to act normal and cordial with one another, the inevitable always seemed to happen. Your few mutual friends, such as Marcus Butler, didn’t even know why you both tried to prevent it anymore. Everyone knew you two were sexual fly paper for one another.
Playing footsie under the table throughout dinner at Slug & Lettuce, dragging the toe of your shoe up his leg as he polished off his plate of appetizers, somehow you two managed to act like you weren’t raised in the depths of the jungle during dinner. You made it through your meals without any need to be excused. Sure, there was an erection under his jeans that was being concealed by his napkin and the Niaga Falls had relocated to between your legs, under your own jeans, but that was to be expected.
“I’m just going to go to the washroom. Hold on.” The bills had been settled and everyone was ready to go to the next destination, a movie that Marcus had picked. You really did have to go to the washroom. You wanted to check for food in your teeth and just freshen up. As you stood in front of the sink and mirror, you rummaged through your purse over your shoulder and found your hairbrush. You didn’t even take the tool out though. The door swung open and once you turned to look, you saw Alfie locking it behind him. He was chuckling already, mischievously, as he rushed up to you and drove his hands up your sides and around your chest.
“That wasn’t code. I really wanted to freshen up.” Laughing, you told him, watching as he massaged your chest in the mirror, his head resting on your shoulder.
“You look fine. You can’t freshen up if you’re not a mess.” He grumbled. To him, you always looked good. He had had a crush on you in grade school, harmless and sweet, but Alfie didn’t know you were going to grow up into a bombshell. Not just a swan, but a mega bombshell.
Counterclockwise, you turned around in order to be sandwiched between the sink and his chest. You lifted your eyes all the way up from his waist to his eyes, fluttering them, before saying, “Then mess me up…” in a perfectly normal tone of voice.
Alfie didn’t need to be told twice. He lifted you up onto the sink, no even wondering if it would be sturdy enough for you both, and went for your neck with his mouth and the buttons of your jeans with his fingers quickly. Your friends were waiting outside the restaurant, you knew you two would have to be quick, but he didn’t have it in him to wait any longer.
Jack wasn’t the only one in the duo that could be cheeky. Finn had had it in his mind for the last two days, ever since his brother started to annoy him over petty things that he wanted done, that he was going to take you up to Jack’s bedroom when he was out, and do you dirty right on his brother’s bed. He didn’t know if he would even organize the sheets neatly after or just leave it as crinkled as you two made it. Finn was just feeling a little vindictive.
You hadn’t ever been to Finn’s house when it was just the two of you. Usually one of the other four members of his family, if not all, were wandering around or residing over one room in their Chiswick home.
“Netflix and popcorn, right?” You asked, holding up a sleeve of caramel corn that you carried over in your purse like some kind of candy fiend. That had been the plan at least.
“Yeah, but the TV is better in Jack’s room.” Casually, Finn mentioned as he headed up the stairs, you only trailing behind by a single step.
“He won’t mind?"
"He won’t mind.” Finn confirmed and opened up the door to his brother’s room, holding it open for you. “Just make yourself comfortable on the bed.” Finn wandered in and found the remote for the television, fiddling around with it for a second until the screen for Netflix was up. He laid down beside you, his back against the wall and handed you the remote to pick what you wanted to watch. The popcorn sleeve was between your legs and as soon as you started to scroll through the selections, you felt Finn’s teeth. He was sucking on your ear, your sweetest spot, and had a hand between your thighs, but not because he wanted some caramel corn. He just wanted you, he wanted to put you all over his brother’s bed: your hair, your flavor, your perfume, everything. It only enriched the task that he knew Jack had had a crush on you when you first met the boys last year. Jack had backed out since it was obvious you were more interested in Finn, but the fact still remained.
“Finn, come on….” You tried to crook your neck away from him, laughing as you looked at the screen, but Finn was not easy to stop once he started. His hand glided higher up, running just his knuckles against the fabric of your floral underwear.
“They feel lacy…” He chuckled in a low tone in your ear, moving to kiss your cheek and then taking your mouth, distracting you.
“This is so bad…” Once you were on your back, popcorn rolled off the bed, you giggled. Your hand was between his flesh and the elastic band of his boxer briefs as you squeezed his butt, catching some oxygen as he had just released your mouth. His focus was on taking off your blouse now, his fingers wet as you had just began to drip under your skirt from his teasing. “This is Jack’s bed…” You giggled again, the guilt not enough to stop you.
The evening was cool which made the water feel even sharper and colder against your skin. Unfortunately, Casper could generally talk you into doing anything - even night swimming in the dead of night at the pool of the hotel you were staying in on your first holiday together. Tomorrow, you would be joined by his group of vlogging friends, so it was your only night to be completely on your own and you both wanted to take full advantage of it.
At first, you two had been cannon-balling and swimming around like free fish, the Dory to his Marlin, but within just fifteen minutes, you two had each other wrapped up and were kissing in the middle of the Bondi blue pool. He was holding you up as you were weightless in the water, your legs loosely locked around his waist.
“You know I love you, right?” He checked, breaking your lips off of his and combing his soaking locks back out of his face.
“Yes.” Smiling, you nodded and went back to kiss him again. “And you know that I love you…” You pushed yourself up against his body, trying to point you both in the direction of a wall. “I’ve never done it in a pool before…” You whispered with your forehead against his.
Casper blinked at your face twice, making sure that he was awake and not dreaming, before his eyes took a journey of your wet body, paying close attention to your hips under the water and under his arms.
“Well, I think we need to change that.” He hadn’t ever had pool sex either and, to be honest, he hadn’t thought about it until the most gorgeous girl he knew was wrapped up around him like a sailor knot. He started to swim back a little faster, not breaking his lips off of yours as he went for a wall. One of your hands sliding down his wet chest, into the chlorine water, and pulling aside the bottom of your suit so he could have some access.
Let me know if there is another youtuber you like preferences for and I’ll add them. Thank you!
Alfie: You got in the car and started to drive home. You were supposed to meet your boyfriend at the restaurant for a nice dinner together because you hadn’t been able to go out on a real date in months. You were super excited, but clearly your boyfriend wasn’t, because you had waited an hour and a half and he didn’t show up. You pulled in to your driveway seeing his car parked right in front of you. You were angry and confused as you marched up to the front door. You jumble with the keys before finally getting it open. You walked inside, slammed it shut, and quickly sulked up the stairs to your room. You took off your favorite pair of heels and placed them in your closet. You changed out of your fancy clothes and into your pajamas before walking back downstairs to find your forgetful boyfriend. You saw him sitting on the couch with his laptop on his lap and his headphones on. You waved your hands in front of his face before he looked up at you startled. He took his headphones off and smiled at you. “Hey babe, I didn’t here you come in. How was your day??” You just looked at him in disgust and say,“Where were you?”
“What do you mean?”
“I waited a fucking hour and a half for you at the restaurant and you never showed up!!!”
“I’m sorry Y/N, Marcus and I were filming a video today and it took us longer than we thought. I’m actually editing it right now, do you want to see it??”
You looked at him in bewilderment. Why was he being so calm about this, can’t he see that your angry and frustrated with him. “No I don’t want to see it, I want to know why you didn’t at least call me and tell me so I wouldn’t have waited there looking like a complete idiot!!!”
Alfie takes the laptop off of him and puts it on the table before getting up. “It’s not my fault that the recording went late. You know how important youtube is to me, it’s way more important than a stupid dinner. We can just go out to dinner another night, what’s so bad about that?? God, it’s like you want me to spend all of my time and money on you!!!”
You can’t believe he just said that to you. You feel the tears start to build up in your eyes, but you blink them back, trying to keep your ground. “Maybe I wouldn’t want to spend so much time with you if you were ever home!! You’re always filming a video with someone or going out with your friends, but never with me. I wanted to go on on this “stupid” dinner with you because we haven’t been on a date in months!! I just miss you, that’s all, is that so wrong???“
“Well you could just say that, you know, instead of screaming in my face!”
“You’re such an asshole. I hate you! I hate you so much!!”
His eyes drop when you say that and his facial expression turns from angry to hurt. He just stares at you like this for a few seconds, which makes you feel incredibly guilty. You knew you had crossed a line, and you immediately regretted it. The tears from before are back, but this time you let them fall freely. You hug him tightly, completely forgetting about the situation. Relief washes over you as you feel him hug you back, just as tight. “I’m sorry,” you whisper,“I didn’t mean the things I said.”
“No, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have yelled at you like that. And I should have called. Actually, I should have ditched Marcus as soon as it was getting late. I’m really sorry Y/N. I love you.”
“I love you too, Alfie.”
Joe: “I don’t want you to go tomorrow,"Joe said to you as you were cuddled up on the couch together.
"I know, I don’t want to go either, but I have to.”
It was the end of your two week vacation that you had spent with your boyfriend in Engalnd. You had lived in the states your whole life, and you were attending a college there. You had met Joe at Vidcon, and even though you knew it would be hard, you guys decided that you would try to keep a long-distance relationship. You guys visited each other as often as you could, so when you had a two week break from school for the holidays, you decided to fly out and stay with Joe. But of course, your vacation had to come to an end, and that was tomorrow. Obviously you wanted to stay with Joe, but you wanted to get back to school as well.
“Can’t you just quit university and stay here with me?” He asked you.
You giggled softly,“I’m afraid I can’t Joe.”
“Why not??? You can move in and we can spend so much time together!”
You were getting slightly frustrated with him now. You had had this conversation many times before, and your answer was always the same. “You know I can’t do that, I need to study and get my degree so I can get a job.”
“You don’t need to get a job, you can just cook and clean.”
“I’m not going to be your maid, Joe.” you said, your voice raising.
“I didn’t mean it like that, I just meant that your education isn’t that important.”
What the hell was he talking about? “What do you mean my education isn’t important? I want to get a successful job, not sit around at home all day and do the housework.”
“Why are you being so annoying?” Now he was yelling too.
“I’m being annoying? Me? You’re the one who won’t let me do what I want with my life. You don’t control me, Joe. I can do what I want, and what I want is to get a good education.” You paused slightly before saying,“I have to go pack.” You turned around and started walking away, but before you could get anywhere he grabbed on to your arm and spun you back around. “We are not finished yet!” He yanked his hand off and lifted it to run his fingers through his hair, but you, thinking he was going to hit you, covered your face and backed into the wall. He looked at you, and immediately regret flooded his face. “No love, I would never hit you. I don’t want to hurt you, I was just aggravated and upset. The last thing I want to do is hurt you you’re my everything.” He ran to you and pulled you into a hug. You went limp in his arms and started crying into his chest. “I’m sorry babe, I didn’t mean anything I said.”
“I’m sorry too, Joe. I overreacted and I shouldn’t have yelled at you.”
He smiled slightly at you. “How about I go help you pack and then we can watch movies together.”
“That sounds lovely.”
Marcus: You sat alone in your living room, watching some horror film. It was 2 am, and Marcus still wasn’t home yet. You had called him at least a dozen times,and to say you were worried was an understatement. You heard a noise outside before the doorknob jiggled and the door swung open. Marcus stumbled through the door and the smell of alcohol emanated from him.“Hey baby,” he said, walking over to you rather slowly. You got up and met him half way.
“Where have you been?” You asked with your arms crossed.
“Out with the lads. Why?”
“You’ve been gone for 5 hours and you didn’t even bother to answer my calls or texts.”
“You’re hot when you’re angry,"he said, giggling.
"Not now Marcus, this is serious.”
He forcefully pushed his lips on to yours while pushing you against the wall. “C'mon,"he whispered in your ear,"Let’s have sex.”
“No Marcus,"you said, pushing him off of you.
He started to pout and looked at you confused.
"Do you really think you could come home two hours late drunk off your ass and I wouldn’t be mad?? God, you’re so arrogant.”
“I am not arrogant,” he said, your yelling sobering him up a little. “What’s wrong with partying with my friends? Am I not allowed to have a good time every once in awhile?”
“I never said that. Of course you can hang out with friends and drink the night away every once in awhile, but why can’t you call or text me where you are?”
“Because you’re not my mother and you don’t need to know where I am and what I’m doing 24/7!”
“I’m not acting like a mother, I was just worried about you.”
“Yes you are actually,"he yelled, getting in your face,"Your not letting me do what I want to do.”
“What if something happened to you?” You said, choking up. “What if you got hurt? I don’t know what I would do without you Marcus, the thought of losing you kills me. Without you, I’m nothing. So I’m sorry for being concerned about you, but I can’t help it. You’re my everything.”
His face softened and he pulled you in for a hug. You lost it and started sobbing into his chest.
“You’re not going to lose me love, I’m always careful, no matter how much partying I’m doing.”
“I just want you to be safe.”
“I always am, don’t worry.”
He kissed you softly and you smiled up at him.
“Sorry I got your shirt all wet,” you said giggling.
“It’s alright, babe”
Caspar: You needed a new dress for one of your best friends’ birthday party coming up, and you made Caspar go with you so you could get a second opinion on each one. “What about this one?” You asked him, twirling around.
“It’s nice, but I think you should go a little fancier.”
“Ok,"you said, laughing,"I’ll try on the next one.”
He smiled at you before you went back into the dressing room. When you came out again, he was laughing with some girl, who you just assumed was a fan asking for a picture or something.
“You’re really funny,"she said, smiling at him.
"Thank you, you’re-”
“Casp, what about this one?” You interrupted them, not liking the way he was looking at her.
“That one’s better, you should get it,"he said simply, before turning back to the girl standing there. You could tell he was flirting just by how close they were to each other. You just walked back into the fitting room, not wanting to make a scene. After you were back into your normal clothes, you came back out carrying the dress that you wanted to buy. To your surprise, the girl was gone, and Caspar was just sitting on the bench waiting for you. You just brushed past him, walking to the check out to buy the dress you wanted. "Babe?” You heard him say, following you. “Babe, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing, Caspar,"you say irritated. You thanked the woman who checked you out and started to walk out of the store.
"I know something’s bugging you, just tell me?”
“Nothing’s bugging me.”
“What is your problem?” You heard him mutter.
“Do you want to know what my fucking problem is?” You said, turning around to face him, but lowering your voice so people didn’t hear you. “My problem, is you flirting with girls all of the time, right in front of me!”
“Woah, just relax.”
“No, I will not relax, do you understand how that made me feel back there, when I went to ask for your opinion and all you were thinking about was that other girl talking to you?”
“I’m sorry love, I didn’t notice it. I won’t do it again.”
“Of course you will, you don’t care!”
“What are you talking about? Of course I care, I didn’t mean to,"he said, anger starting to build up inside him.
"You’ve been doing it for so long, why would you stop now? It’s obvious that you don’t care about me.”
“I don’t do this a lot! It’s never even happened before, you’re just overreacting. Why do you have to make a big deal out of everything?”
“Well, I’m sorry if I’m overreacting, but I just wanted to speak my mind. I’m sick of you flirting with other girls in front of me and making me feel worthless. You treat me like shit and I’m done!”
“What do you mean you’re done?” He said, even madder then before.
“We’re done Caspar, I can’t do it anymore. I’ll get a cab back to our house so I can get my stuff and then leave.” You said before turning around and walking away from him.
When the cab finally got you back to your house, you ran inside to get your stuff. As you turned the corner into your room, you ran into Caspar…literally. Startled, you both fell over onto the ground. You tried to get up, but he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer to him.
“Please don’t go,"he whispered.
"Why shouldn’t I? I’m tired of feeling like I’m not good enough for you.”
“But you are good enough for me. Actually, you’re too good for me. You’re all I want, no one else. There is no other girl in the world that compares to you. I promise I’ll stop flirting. The only reason I don’t notice it is because it’s just my nature, I guess, but I’m not looking for other girls. You’re all I need and I don’t want anything else. Please stay.”
You smiled and leaned down to kiss him.
“So is that a yes?”
You just nodded and giggled.
Jack: It was 2 am and you were sat on the couch in your pjs, cuddled up under the blankets, and watching old tv shows. You were waiting for your boyfriend, Jack, to come home from a night out with the boys. Lately he had been going out a lot, and it has started to annoy you. You don’t mind if he does this every once in awhile, but this is the sixth night in a row that he’s gone out with them, coming home early in the morning, completely wasted. It’s been getting on your nerves. Around 3 he stumbled through the door, before locking it as walking over to you.
“Hey love,"he said, sitting next to you and wrapping his arms around you, pulling you to his chest. As much as you loved being cuddled by Jack, you liked it a lot better when he was sober and didn’t reek of alcohol. You pushed him away and turned off the tv before starting to walk upstairs.
"Where are you going babe?”
You heard him scurry up behind you before following you up to your bedroom. As soon as you were both under the covers he pulled you to him again, but you pushed him away and flipped over onto your other side.
“Babe what’s wrong?” He said, slightly sobering up now.
“Nothing,"you mumbled, trying to fall asleep.
He turned on the light on the bed side table and moved the covers.
"Sit up and talk to me, I want to know what happened.”
“You should know what happened.”
“C'mon love, at least sit up.”
Reluctantly, you start to sit up, facing him.
“Now what’s the problem?”
“The problem is that you’ve been gone all night for the past six days and you come home absolutely drunk.”
“I’m still not seeing the problem,"he said confused.
You looked at him in bewilderment before responding with,"Really?? It’s dangerous Jack, and you shouldn’t do it every night. Oh, and I would also like to spend some time with you, if you don’t mind,"you said bitterly.
"Why do you have to be so clingy? Can’t I spend some time with my friends? God, y/n, just because you’re my girlfriend doesn’t mean I have to spend every second of every day with you.”
“That’s not what I’m saying! Of course you can go out with your friends, but not everyday!! I get worried, Jack.”
“Well don’t. I’m a big boy, I can take care of myself.”
You just scoffed before lying back down. “Turn off the light.”
“Turn. Off. The. Light.”
He turned it off and layed back down, pulling the covers over both of you. He tried cuddling up to you, but you just pushed him away, falling asleep with a foot in between you.
*the next morning*
You woke up to the smell of waffles and bacon. You looked to the doorway and saw Jack standing there, holding a tray.
“Good morning love,"he said, walking over to you. "I’m sorry about last night,"he said placing the tray in front of you,"I should spend more time with you and not go out with the boys every night. I didn’t mean any of the things I said and I regret ever saying them out loud. Forgive me?”
“Of course. Now c'mon,"you said, patting the bed next to you,"I can’t finish this by myself”
Finn: “I’m so excited to see this movie,"you said to your boyfriend, Finn. You were in line buying popcorn before going into the theatre. While you were trying to find the right one, a group of girls walked over to you.
"Finn?” You heard one of them say.
“Yup, that’s me."Finn said smiling,"Are you girls fans?”
“Yeah we are,"another one said. "Can we have a picture with you?”
You volunteered to take the picture, so you took the girls iPhone and snapped a few pics before returning it to her.
“What movie are you girls going to see?”
“Actually we already saw it, we were just heading to a cafe for a coffee. Care to join?” She asked.
“Oh, sure! Babe wanna join them?"Finn asked you.
"I was sort of looking forward to the movie,"you said, disappointed. You knew Finn loved talking to fans, but you had been so excited to see this film with him.
"Ok, then you go see it and I’ll go with them and we can meet back at mine,”
The girls scoffed at you as they walked away with him. Before leaving, Finn turned around and waved at you, giving you a huge smile. You just gave a slight wave back before walking into the theatre. You sat down in the back and tried to comprehend what just happened. Did Finn really just ditch you for fans? Did you really just let him?? As the movie was starting, you realized you didn’t want to see it without him, so you left the theater and got a cab to drive you to Finns place.
Around 10, you heard the door unlock, and someone walk in. “Love are you home?” You heard Finn call.
“I’m upstairs,"you replied, annoyance evident in your voice.
He walked in smiling until he saw you sat on the bed with your arms crossed, staring blankly at the tv that was playing some old movie.
"Is something wrong?” He asked.
“Why did you leave me at the theatre?”
“I’m sorry, love, I asked if you wanted to come.”
“I know, and I wanted to watch the movie…with YOU.”
“How was it?”
“I didn’t see it! I wanted to see it with you, Finn, not by myself while you were out getting coffee with a bunch of fans.”
“What’s the problem? They were just fans.”
“Yeah, but you didn’t have to ditch me!!”
“You could’ve just came with us!”
“It doesn’t matter! I shouldn’t have to compete for your time with your fans!!!”
“Stop being so selfish! God, y/n, not everything is about what you want.”
You gasped at him,“I’m not being selfish! I just wanted to spend time with you. I’m sorry if I’m upset that you left me alone at the cinema! But don’t you know how embarrassing that was? I felt like a complete idiot!”
He looked at you with sad eyes and said,“Really? I’m sorry. I didn’t notice that I was making you feel that way. It won’t happen again, I promise. From now on, whenever I’m with you, I stay with you, and only you, no one else, no interruptions.”
“You mean it?”
“Yes, I mean it y/n. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
Dan: You got home from a stressful day at work, exhausted and ready to curl up in a ball and sleep. As soon as you set foot in the door, you could see that the house was a mess. “What the hell,"you muttered to yourself. When you left the house this morning, the house was spotless. "Dan,"you called out.
"I’m in the living room.”
You walked into the living room, which was even worse, to see Dan lying on the couch, playing a video game. “Dan, what is with this mess.”
“It’s not that messy.”
“Are you kidding? It’s a freakin pig sty.”
“It’s really not that big of a mess, stop over reacting.”
“Whatever, just clean it up.”
“Why can’t you clean it up? It’s your mess.”
“Because that’s what you do, you cook and clean.”
“Excuse me?” You looked at him in disgust.
“You know what I mean, love, the women do that, not that guys.”
“Maybe the women who stay at home all day can do that, but I worked all day and now I’m exhausted. So I would appreciate it if you stopped playing your stupid video game, got off of your lazy ass which did nothing today, and clean this mess of a house.” You said before walking to your room and slamming the door shut. You changed into your pj’s and lied down on the bed, taking a nap.
When you woke up, you were scared to leave your room, afraid that Dan would still be mad at you. You slowly got out of bed and walked down the stairs to see that the house was perfectly clean, not a speck of dust anywhere. You were overwhelmed with what a great job he had done. You walked into the kitchen to see Dan making dinner for the two of you. When he heard you walk in, he turned around and smiled at you,“Hey,"he said softly.
"Hi,"you said, walking over to him.
"Perfect timing, dinners ready.”
He starting plating the food at bringing it over to the table. You got both of you a glass of water and joined him at the table.
“I’m really sorry for leaving the house a mess and for the things I said. I know you work harder than I do, and you shouldn’t have to do that.”
“Hey, don’t say that. We both work hard. And I’m sorry, too. I didn’t mean anything I said, either.”
He smiled at you before looking down at his food.
“This is delicious by the way.”
Phil: You walked into your bedroom and sat next to your boyfriend, Phil, who was on his laptop.
“Hey, wanna do something today?”
“Like what?"he asked.
"Let’s do something fun. We should go bowling!!!"you said after thinking about all of your options.
"Yeah, sure,"he said, clearly not interested.
"We don’t have to if you don’t want to,"you said disappointed.
"Ok good, I really didn’t want to,"he said, chuckling. He continued to scroll through his feed on tumblr while you got up and started walking out of the room. "Sorry, I just wanted to do something fun for once,"you said bitterly before you were out of the room. You texted your friend, asking if she wanted to go with you, and she responded quickly saying yes. As you were grabbing your coat out of the closet, you heard Phil walking up behind you. You turned around and looked at him before saying,"Wow, you’re actually out of your room!! I’m surprised.”
“What is that supposed to mean?"he spat back.
"It means lately all you’ve done is stayed in your room and have barely even talked to me. We haven’t gone on a date in ages and we haven’t done anything fun in so long, Phil,"you said before walking away.
"Where are you going?”
“Bowling with my friend, because she actually wants to spend time with me, unlike you.”
You pulled into your driveway after having a fun night with your friend. You had a great time, but it would have been better if Phil was there. You got to the door and opened it slowly, anxious to see Phil again after your fight. As soon as you opened the door, the smell of you’re favorite meal wafted into the foyer. There were rose petals on the floor leading up the stairs. You followed them to the bedroom and pushed open the door which was slightly ajar. The room was dim and there was a table set up with candles and rose petals. Phil stood up and walked over to you. “I know it’s not going out, but I thought this could be considered a date,"he said, with a guilty look on his face.
“Really? I wasn’t sure if you would like it…”
“No, I love it! It’s really sweet of you.”
“And I promise tomorrow we’ll go out on a proper date.”
You pulled him to you and kissed him. When you pulled away you apologized. “I’m sorry, Phil. I shouldn’t have said those things to you.”
“It’s ok, y/n, I needed to hear it. You’re right, we should do more things together that aren’t in my apartment.”
You smiled at him,“So, are we going to go on this date?”
“You bet,"he said, leading you to the table.
PJ: "Where’d you get that necklace?” PJ asked you curiously.
“Um…a friend gave it to me,"you said uneasy. The truth was, you had exchanged it for the one PJ got you for Christmas the week before. You really didn’t like it, at all really, so you exchanged it for a different one, praying that PJ wouldn’t find out.
"You don’t sound so sure about that.”
“No, I am.” You were the worst liar ever so you could tell that he was not buying it.
“Really, where did you get that?”
You knew if you lied again that he wouldn’t believe you, so you just told him the truth. “You know that necklace you got me for Christmas?” He nodded, looking confused.
“Well, I sort of exchanged it for this one.”
His face fell before he said,“You didn’t like it?”
“No I did, I just…liked this one better.”
“You didn’t like it.”
You just looked down, ashamed.
“Why didn’t you just tell me instead of humiliating me like this,"he said, raising his voice.
"I’m sorry, Peej, I didn’t want to hurt your feelings.”
“Yeah, but any thing’s better than this! Now I just look stupid!”
“I’m sorry,"you said as sincere as you could.
"Yeah. You’ve said that,"he replied bitterly before storming out of the room and up stairs to the bedroom. You felt really bad about what you did, and you figured that he could use some time alone to cool off, so you decided to go out and get the original necklace back.
After you exchanged necklaces again, you drove back home hoping that PJ would forgive you. You walked into your house not seeing him anywhere. You assumed he was in your room still, so you slowly walked up the stairs and pushed the door open lightly. He was lying face up on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
"Hey PJ,"you said quietly.
"Hey,"he said emotionless, remaining in the same position on bed. You sat down next to him, and he still didn’t move.
"I returned the necklace and got the original one back. And now that I’m looking at it again,"you paused and picked it up from around your neck and played with it with your fingers,"I like it. It’s really pretty.”
He sat up and looked at you sadly,“You didn’t need to do that. I was just upset because you didn’t like it, but I understand if you want to exchange it for something that you’ll like.”
“No, really PJ. It’s beautiful, I don’t know how I didn’t see it the first time.”
“You really mean that?”
He smiled at you before saying,“But next time you don’t like something, that’s totally fine, but just tell me and we can go exchange it together, ok?”
“Yes I promise,"you said giggling.
Chris: "y/n, who’s Liam?”
“What?"you asked him. You walked back into the room he was in and saw him holding your phone. "Are you looking through my messages??”
“Well yeah, but only because he texted you and he seemed like more than a friend.”
“First, he is just a friend, and second, that still doesn’t give you the right to look through my phone.”
“Oh yeah, he’s ‘just a friend’” he picks up the phone again and starts reading the message,“hey cutie, wanna go out for lunch today? We can go to your favorite restaurant!”
“Chris, I promise you he’s just a friend.”
“Whatever you say,” he said sarcastically.
“For god’s sake, Chris, he’s gay! He doesn’t like me like that!”
“Oh, um, I’m sorry.”
“Why are you mad?”
“Why am I mad? Because you don’t trust me enough to know that I wouldn’t cheat on you! That hurts, Chris, it really does. I would hope you would know that I love you and I would never do that!”
You ran up the stairs with Chris following close behind you.
“Y/n,"he said, grabbing your wrist and spinning you around,"I really am sorry. I do trust you, it’s just, sometimes I think that you’re too good for me, and I’m worried you’ll find someone better, that’s all.”
“Babe,"you said, lifting his chin up with your finger,"I love you. So much. I’m never going to find anyone better because I’ve already got the best thing.”
He smiled and looked down slightly before looking in to your eyes.
“You’re the best, you know that?”
“Yeah, I do,"you said, laughing.
Charlie: "y/n,"you heard Charlie yell as he walked through the front door. You didn’t respond, but just stayed lying face down on your bed. Today was your birthday, and it had seemed like he had forgotten. You had been with him all day and he didn’t say anything, and a few hours ago he went out with his friends. You heard him walk up the stairs before walking into your room. "Hey babe, what’s the matter?”
“Nothing really, it’s just…”
“Just what?” He asked, walking over to you and sitting next to you on the bed.
“Did you remember that today is my birthday?”
His eyes widened and he stared off into space.
“I’ll take that as a no.”
“Oh y/n I’m -”
“Just save it Charlie.”
“Love, I’m -”
“You don’t get it, do you? You can’t just say you’re sorry every time you screw up and just expect to be forgiven!”
“It’s just your birthday, it will come again next year.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize that the things that are important to me aren’t even in the back of your mind.”
“Just stop being so self centered.”
“Whatever Charlie, I’m leaving for a little.”
You just left the house to go for a little walk and cool down. When you got back, Charlie was waiting for you in the foyer.
“Love, look, I’m so sorry for forgetting your birthday and everything I said, I didn’t mean a word of it and your birthday is super important to me and I care about you a lot and -”
Now he was rambling so you cut him off with a kiss.
“The truth is, the reason I forgot was because I was so busy pulling together this,"he said, getting down on one knee and pulling out a small velvet box, which he opened to reveal a diamond ring,"y/f/n will you marry me?”
Tears sprung to your eyes and all you could do was nod your head yes. He picked you up and spun you around before setting you down and kissing you again. “Now, how about I make it up to you and we’ll go out to your favorite restaurant and afterwards go to that ice cream shop you like.”
“That sounds absolutely wonderful,"you said, before going out with your fiancée.
A/N I’m so sorry this is extremely long. I didn’t plan for it to be like this, it just kinda happened :/ but I worked really hard on it and it took me FOREVER so feedback and likes are greatly appreciated. Please follow and request things in my ask ily